It’s MC D-Feld’s world.

(Chorus)
Smoke and mirrors, shadows and veils.
Second nature, always faithful, never fails.
You can read, but can you glean
Exactly what this riddle could possibly mean?

It’s a dark room, but you’re still in my sight;
My fire’s lit and set to burn all night!
Riddled with riddles and mystery,
Try and solve the riddle; that riddle is me!

(Verse 1)
Hang your jacket up on the peg.
Find a seat and park it and rest them legs.
I’ll take you for a ride
But we goin’ nowhere.
You on the D-Feld side
Of the tracks, so beware.

Don’tcha know I’m well treated
For what I produces?
I’ma celeb, top-seeded,
Wild like the deuces.
‘Cause the hidden seduces.

This’ll be a good night.
I feel it in my bones.
Girl, you’s hangin’ with the true.
I can stand up to them drones.
Seductive as they are, you just can’t cram
A thousand of them into me as I am.

(Chorus)

(Verse 2)
Girl, you got style and
Features that’re hot.
Get up out the bleachers,
And show me what you got.
All right, I think you’s with it.
You get shotgun, no challenge.
Drive by those who ain’t got it.
Let’s give ‘em the phalange.

I think you’re fit to figure me out,
Or at least to try as many routes
As it takes to solve the riddle that’s me.
It’s not that easy, but not that tough,
So if you think you got the right stuff,
This Bold Deceiver likes some spunk.
Keeps me sharp, not in some funk.
If you can’t keep up with my pace,
Maybe this ain’t your time or place.

Gems have facets, yeah, quite a lot,
Still in all, they’s hot to trot.
I say Freya’s blessed and cursed
Me with the best of the best and worst
Of curves to throw and hurdles to best,
So listen well to my behest.
Riddle me this one:
Can you dig it?

(Instrumental)

(Verse 3)
What you see here’s what you get.
What you don’t is better yet.
No lies here; I’z genuine
‘Cause no falsehood’s gonna make you mine,
Leastways for long, though I know they can.
Still, sooner, not later, shit’ll hit the fan.
So I’ma tell it straight up,
Tell it like it is.
I’m toppa the line in the mystery biz.

As much as I lay out plain to see,
There’s still a lotta delvin’ into me
From all them questions still a’floatin’
Around, like why I pray to Thor and Odin.
That’s what happens when you dig shit up.
“Mystery’s solved, now fill up my cup!”
Uh-uh, no way! Gotta find the root.
Unearth one thing, find more questions to boot.
But I’m a patient man. I know I can list
That up there, prolly with masochist.

I think that covers all that need be said.
If you ain’t daunted, why not rest that head?
See, it ain’t no quest
This riddle to solve.
Just loosen that sash and keep your resolve.
Just keep in mind the greatest virtue
And all our sinnin’ ain’t gonna hurt you.
You’ll unravel all my secrets in due time, girl,
And you’ll understand the mystery that’s MC D-Feld’s world.

(Instrumental Break to End)